Her Glory

Dressed and ready

It is late in the day

She doesn’t like mornings

So she sleeps them away

*****

Two cups of coffee

Coursing through her veins

And a hot pulsing shower

To release the night pains

*****

The routine set in motion

Light housekeeping and such

The routine keeps her going

And keeps her in touch

*****

Life is what you make it

So the saying goes

She makes hers simple

No ribbons or bows

*****

She thinks of her children

And where they might be

And how long it’s been

Since she set them free

*****

She used to greet mornings

With fervor and haste

Running off to her job

With no time to waste

*****

Those days, her glory

A sign on her door

Said she was important

With a title and more

*****

Her career was her chalice

Always filled to the brim

With responsible decisions

And stress building within

*****

One day it ended

Because she was so ill

Her doctor had scolded

And gave her a pill

*****

She went for a rest

Long and much needed

Her doctors advice

Well, she finally heeded

*****

A long time has passed

Since she put on a suit

Since she welcomed mornings

Since she brought home the loot

*****

So gradual, the changes

So gradual, the fall

So gradual her decline

And fears of losing it all

*****

Yet, somehow she’s grateful

For one hell of a ride

For a chance to be better

For a chance to feel pride

*****

She knows how to do it

How to rise to the top

No matter the challenge

Her climb will not stop

*****

In the face of fear

In the face of denial

In the face of adversity

Her face will still smile

*****

To read this small story

From beginning to end

You learn a bit more

About me, your friend

*****

meintheoffice

1/10/2014

Coventry CT

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